Some people would say that we find ourselves on our own. I’d disagree. I believe that the people around us shape us more than we know. The way they tear us down, build us up, cherish us, reject us; it all envelopes who we are and who we will be. Eventually, I’d like to think that when I do find myself, the fragments of people I love; their qualities, love, and encouragement, will reside within me. I’d like to think that I’ll become the version of myself that’s everyone I love wrapped into one.
It makes me angry to see so many girls undermining themselves. Society is fucked, it shows us the stereotype and automatically people think that’s how you should look. No it isn’t. Beautiful comes in every size, every shape, every colour, and every person. Don’t fall into conformity. Don’t believe everything you read or see on the cover of a magazine. Make your own cover. Make your own story. Be your own kind of beautiful.